Drab. Cold. Unexpected. When I arrived in Amsterdam, NY, my reaction was "well this place makes Detroit look like Kokomo". The distribution center was a blue collar workplace. Ill-fitting jeans, hooded sweatshirts, and a general lack of ambition permeated every inch if the 1-billion square-foot space. Target failed to inform me that other candidates had interviews during the same session. This translated to waiting for each candidate to receive an interview before me. After a 3-hour wait, I saw the interview as an opportunity to have the worst interview of my life.